chapter 11 Nine Needles of Soul Resurrection

"What? Hua Tuo's Golden Prescription doesn't cure diseases?"
Solarius' expression changed instantly. "Young man, you must be mistaken. Many ancient books contain records of Hua Tuo's Golden Prescription. It's a golden remedy that can be used for deadly diseases."
"You're all mistaken." Maximilian shook his head.
The world-renowned Mafeisan and Hua Tuo's Golden Prescription are two prescriptions that leaked out from the Ancient Medical Sect. As a successor of the Ancient Medical Sect, how could he not be clear about the efficacy of Hua Tuo's Golden Prescription?
He explained further, "Hua Tuo's Golden Prescription can be used for deadly diseases, this is not wrong, but its implication is not to cure deadly diseases, but to help patients in the late stage to relieve their pain.
In terms of its function, it is similar to Mafeisan, except that Mafeisan is used for surgical operations, while it is used for pain relief in patients in the late stages of serious diseases.
To put it bluntly, it is just a prescription for a painkiller, which can be used for various diseases, including pain relief for late-stage cancer patients. Its effect is much better than those painkillers for cancer patients nowadays, and there are no addictive side effects."
"This... how is this possible?"
Solarius was incredulous. "This is impossible, if it doesn't cure diseases, why is it called Hua Tuo's Golden Prescription?"
Maximilian explained, "For some severe patients, such as those with late-stage cancer, and those with pancreatitis, the pain is absolutely unbearable.
This prescription can effectively relieve this kind of pain. Only those who have experienced this kind of pain know the value of this medicine, so it is called the golden remedy."
"This..."
Solarius was completely taken aback. The previous prescription was incomplete, and he couldn't determine the properties and effects of the medicine, which ultimately led to a misunderstanding of the records in the ancient books.
As Maximilian said, the effect of this medicine is indeed extremely precious.
But he had placed all his hopes of curing his old friend on Hua Tuo's Golden Prescription. Since this prescription can only relieve pain and can't fundamentally cure diseases, what can he use to save his friend?
Seeing his disappointed look, Maximilian comforted him, "Mr. Prisca, don't take it to heart. Although Hua Tuo's Golden Prescription can't cure diseases, there are other methods."
"Other methods?" Solarius suddenly felt a glimmer of hope. "Young man, can you cure my old friend's disease?"
Given that Maximilian possesses the complete Hua Tuo's Golden Prescription, it shows the extraordinary nature of his sect, and this raised a glimmer of hope in Solarius' heart.
Maximilian nodded, "I can."
Solarius was overjoyed, "Young man, are you sure you can cure it? How confident are you?"
"Eighty percent!"
This was a very modest statement from Maximilian. The other party merely had a lung disease, which was nothing in the face of the Ancient Medical Sect's inheritance.
But Solarius was extremely excited. He had been striving for so long and couldn't find a way to cure the disease. Eighty percent confidence was unimaginable for him.
"That's great, young man, I'll trouble you to come with me and diagnose my old friend."
Maximilian nodded his head. This old man cared so much about his friend's illness, which showed that he was a man of character. It wouldn't hurt to help him out.
Solarius drove out an Audi A6, and the two of them left Herbs Hall and headed for River South City's most famous River South picturesque community.
He had just met Maximilian and didn't fully trust him. The reason why he invited him to treat his old friend was that he was driven to desperation and had no better choice.
As Solarius drove, he asked, "Young man, what method do you plan to use to treat my old friend's disease?"
His question was both an inquiry and a test, wanting to see if Maximilian was bluffing.
"According to what Mr. Prisca just said, the most suitable method for this kind of disease is none other than Soul-Returning Nine Needles."
"What? What did you say?"
Upon hearing the four words 'Soul-Returning Nine Needles', Solarius was so shocked that his hands shook, and the car veered off course, almost colliding with a large truck coming head-on.
Thankfully, Maximilian reacted quickly, pushing the steering wheel to avert the danger.
"Mr. Prisca, be careful!"
Maximilian shouted, but he found it quite amusing. This old man was already quite old, but he was still so flustered.
Solarius slammed on the brakes and stopped by the side of the road. Then he grabbed Maximilian's hand and said, "Young man, what did you just say? Is it really Soul-Returning Nine Needles?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
"My God, you actually know Soul-Returning Nine Needles, you're not lying to an old man, are you?"
It's no wonder that Solarius was so excited. Soul-Returning Nine Needles is revered as the most remarkable acupuncture method in the history of Chinese medicine, once known for its ability to bring back souls and make the impermanent cry.
Legend has it that as long as you can use Soul-Returning Nine Needles, even the dead can be revived, leaving the Black and White Deities, the two soul-fetching messengers, helpless.
Maximilian said, "Of course I won't lie to you. This acupuncture method does indeed exist in our sect's inheritance."
"That's great, this is really great. With Soul-Returning Nine Needles, Mr. Kendyll's life can finally be saved."
Solarius suddenly had a hundred times more confidence in Maximilian. He restarted the car and drove forward quickly.
The Kendyll family in River South is undoubtedly an existence that all high society looks up to.
The patriarch of the Kendyll family, Seraphim Kendyll, once fought alongside Zedong Mao and made countless contributions to China. He is one of the few surviving elders today and has extremely strong influence in River South City and even China.
His three sons are also outstanding. The eldest son, Joseph Kendyll, is in the military, with stars shining on his shoulders. The second son, Hephaestus Kendyll, is in politics, a major figure in River South Province.
The third son, Moros Kendyll, is a businessman and is also very wealthy.
Because of this, the Kendyll family has a strong voice in the entire River South City.
The Kendyll family's villa is the best building in the River South picturesque community, a separate courtyard with three European-style buildings.
Solarius was clearly very familiar with this place, and the guards at the door didn't stop him.
After entering, a middle-aged man in his 40s came up to greet him. It was Seraphim's third son, Moros.
"Uncle Prisca, you're here." Moros said with a worried expression. "I was just about to call you. My father's condition has been getting worse these past few days. Please take a look at him."
"Don't worry, I brought Maximilian today to treat Mr. Kendyll."
Solarius introduced Maximilian to Moros, "This is Dr. Maximilian Karsyn."
"Huh?" Moros was confused. Solarius often brought some famous Chinese medicine practitioners to diagnose his father's illness in the past, but they were all old people over sixty. When did such a young Chinese medicine practitioner appear?
Solarius saw his thoughts and said, "Don't look at Maximilian's youth, his medical skills are far beyond mine. Let's go and see Mr. Kendyll."
Although Moros was somewhat skeptical of Maximilian, he had to give face to Mr. Prisca. He led the two to a three-story building.
Solarius was familiar with this place and quickly led Maximilian into a separate three-story building. This was the Karsyn family's private hospital.
Although it was a private hospital, the medical conditions were no worse than those of the big hospitals.
When they entered the ward, Maximilian saw an old man with white hair and beard lying on the bed, looking emaciated and pale, and was currently in a coma.
Moros anxiously said, "Uncle Prisca, please think of a way to help my father."
Solarius turned to Maximilian, "Maximilian, please take a look at Mr. Kendyll."
Maximilian nodded and walked up to Seraphim's bed. He was just about to take his pulse when he heard someone behind him shout, "Stop, don't touch my grandfather!"